Dear Betsy,
My pen is bad but I am at the Oral Surgeons in the parking lot waiting to get my absessed tooth out. I went to the dentist yesterday and he couldn't pull it so he went me here. This is Sunday. Thank God I'll soon have some relief. After a week I should be okay. Lost my other tooth a month ago. I can't understand why my teeth are going bad.
Grandma and Grandpa are trading in my 1983 Omega and giving me the 1987 Pointiac. It is maroon and a real beauty. I can't wait to get it.
Had my tooth pulled by the oral surgeon and I had to have stitches. I am okay. Cost $50 but at least it is out. I am swollen. I just drank some soup and coffee. I went to Grandma and Grandpa after he pulled the tooth. They gave me money to go and take home a bowl of broccoli soup from Friendly's. I had to put it in the blender but it was very good. I am still hungry. I didn't get to church today. I hope you have good teeth. Take care of them. I have never had trouble until Bob died. I still miss him but it is getting easier. I still wear my wedding ring. He was buried with his on. He always wanted to be. I go to the cemetery a lot. The VA is giving him a Military Marker. I have to pay the setting charge. I am planning to pay for everything (I think). Then you kids won't have to worry about anything. I have $20,000 life insurance and you kids each get 1/3 of my estate. My parents know this.
I had to have a State insurance physical for Bob's insurance to qualify me as being disabled. He and 2 other doctors say I am unfortuntiatly deteriorating in the legs. He said "My dear, I have never seen anyone with so awful many things wrong in one person and yet I have no cancer." Neither did Bob. I pray you kids will be like your dad. I worry about it. I would never married nor had children if I had known of this. It has and will continue to destroy my life. I do the best I can and try very hard to be happy. I get out when I can. I bought my Markel and new one beautiful clothes. Got them all on sale. Three dresses for Markel. Plus I bought blanket material for the new one. Gave me great joy. I am sewing this pink dress for Markel. Hope I can figure it out and it fits. I am reading a good book. I like to read and have a lot of free time. I do sketches, too, for fun. My 2 plants are growing. I don't miss my cat anymore. I am better off. No hair on the toes.
Grandma big night as Grand Rep to Scotland is Tuesday night. I got to go even though it will kill my legs and feet. They are also celebrating with a huge cake. Uncle Dick and Aunt Judy are flying in for it. Rick graduated from Southern Methodist May 21st. Your Aunt Judy is shiny - she is bones. Hard to believe. She diets. I am gaining after losing 18# since Bob died. I gained back 6# so far and feel better. I was down to bones.
That is no good.
Hope you are well. It is 90 degrees here and sunny so I am in with a sore tooth. I may go to church tonight and sacrifice my legs just to kill time. When you are a young widow Saturday and Sunday are very long and boring and nothing on TV. I may go and get a frozen yogurt. I love it. I drink a Shadlees meal shake at bedtime and go and read in bed. Then around 10 or 11 PM I drink a lite beer.
Well, I am out. Remember I love you. I am proud of you. We need to see each other. It has been too long. I can't come this time of year. Wish I could as I have load of free time.
By being declared by these doctors as disabled I'll probably get Bob's insurance for me free forever. What a break. May be a small pension too. God bless Bob. He looked out for me and Betsy, we loved each other as hard to believe. We both were sick and really understood a lot.
Hope you can read this. Write or call. Let me know how you are doing. I love you dearly. Sand is 21 now. Call anytime. I can never get you. Bob's aunt (in her 80s) still writes me and I am grateful.
I hope I can still sew.
Well, I have rambled long enough. If I could only be in the sun and tolerate heat. I'd love our weather.
I love you.
All my love,
Mom
PS: How is school going and your love life? Keep happy for me.
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